Leaving the study room to clear the storefront, Ji Yuan weighed a handful of broken silver in his hand, not to mention more than two taels, which is not comparable to the thousands of dollars in the TV series in his previous life, but it is not a small amount, and it is naturally good for Ji Yuan.

In fact, silver is really durable in this world, and his maximum cost is a total of three times.

The first time was because he didn't understand that his life was unpredictable, and let the Qingsong Dao people tell fortunes, which caused the other party to seriously hurt his life, and the gold beans and broken silver left by Ji Yuan that time were equivalent to more than thirty taels, which was enough for the master and apprentice to take care of their bodies and rush home to have a lot of surplus.

The second time was to take a boat and charter a boat with people, and it only took nearly 600 yuan, which is equivalent to more than half a tael of silver.

The third time this is Chunhui Mansion because of greed before and after buying two catties of Qianri Spring, and it took less than four taels.

The rest of the food and lodging problems are not expensive, in terms of food, go to a restaurant restaurant to eat once, order a very luxurious only a few hundred yuan, eat a bowl of noodles to deal with it is only a few yuan, and a tael of silver equivalent to the same amount of money is enough for a thousand yuan.

Not to mention the accommodation, after Ji Yuan came out, I didn't stay in the inn a few times at all, and occasionally stayed in a shower or something, and the upper room in the superior inn was also a hundred words.

Therefore, in addition to the gold that had been pinched off some horns of the ingot, Ji Yuan still had almost ten taels of loose silver, and the shopkeeper made up a lot for him this time.

Carrying the silver back into the money bag in his arms, Ji Yuan carried the bag with an umbrella on his back, completely wandering around Juntianfu City with a wandering mentality.

As the cart passed, wooden wheels crushed the stone pavement, children chased each other with rock sugar gourds, street vendors and shops along the street were shouting and selling, and the smell of rouge gouache and snacks wafted through it......

"Zuo Daxia, Zuo Daxia, you grew up here in the first place!"

Sometimes Ji Yuan is still very emotional, just like at this time, in my mind, I imagined in my mind that Zuo Li, who was still a little kid, was chasing the romance with his friends with a wooden sword.

Looking for the fragrance of tea and shouting, Ji Yuan walked to a teahouse with a good business, and there was a storyteller full of emotions in it.

A tea doctor saw Ji Yuan coming, and immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Hey, this guest officer, please, there are all kinds of soup, raw frying, and brewing~~!"

"Okay, find a lively place, preferably next to the storyteller. ”

"Yo, that's not a coincidence, the seats over there are full, can you give you a little bit next to you?"

Dr. Tea glanced at the storyteller in the middle of the lobby before speaking.

"Yes, you can arrange it!"

"Then the guest officer, please come with me!"

As the enthusiastic Dr. Tea walked forward, he walked to a pillar on the left side of the center, and another table of four immortals was empty, and Dr. Tea took off the cloth towel and wiped a trace of tea stains on his head.

"Guest officer, please, what kind of tea do you want to drink, what kind of refreshments do you want to serve?"

Ji Yuan pretended to look at the vague teahouse listing list diagonally opposite, and spoke by himself without letting Dr. Tea report anything.

"Brew a pot of good new tea, and serve three dishes of your most famous refreshment. ”

"Okay~~Wait a minute~~!"

As soon as Dr. Tea left, Ji Yuan's attention was all around him, and the people at the surrounding tables were all drinking tea and eating, listening attentively to the storyteller's storytelling, which should be the famous battle of a certain general.

"It is said that there are hundreds of rafts floating across the big river, and the enemy army is coming, and it is about to be copied to the weak point of our army's rear in front of him, and General Huang, who was only a hundred generals at that time, probed this military situation, and at the moment of urgency, he ordered people to report back to the battalion, and on the other hand, he divided his troops into multiple groups and rushed into several nearby forests......

When the storyteller said this, he put down the fan and picked up the teacup, drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat, wiped his sweat with a cloth towel, and there were impatient questions from the tea guests below.

"Could it be that General Huang used this point of troops to repel the enemy army?"

"Hey, don't interrupt!" "That's it, let Mr. Jean!"

As soon as the storyteller put down the teacup and picked up the fan, the following commotion naturally calmed down, and Yu Jiyuan seemed to have a feeling that he had not yet spoken out.

"At that time, General Huang knew that with this little man in his hand, blocking the enemy was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, but the general was resourceful and ordered people to prepare dry firewood in the pine forest to ignite the fire, but he could not trigger it, and at the same time tried his best to frighten the birds in the forest with the strength in his hands!"

"The enemy's general crossing the river is not an unknown person, and at the moment of the half-crossing, he saw that all the birds in the forest on the opposite bank were frightened, and he noticed that something was wrong, so he ordered the crossing of the river to be postponed, and only sent a dozen small rafts to cross the river to investigate...... This is the moment!"

Speaking of which, Mr. Storyteller suddenly increased the volume, and Xingmu slapped it heavily, startling the tea guests but no one interrupted.

General Huang ordered people to light all the prepared dry firewood, and suddenly more than a dozen wolf smoke rose in the forest...... The enemy general on the other side of the river was so shocked that his face changed greatly, and he shouted that he had seen through the ambush and ordered his men to retreat quickly, and many of the sergeants on the dozen or so rafts were even frightened by the wolf smoke and fell into the water......"

The storyteller's brilliant verbal interpretation of the year was a fierce battle, and the strategy and courage of General Huang were presented as a story, which attracted the amazement of the tea guests.

Ji Yuan also listened to it with relish and frequently bowed his head, this is also art!

When the storyteller finished telling this story, he also wasted a lot of tongues, and even more like Ji Yuan and some generous tea customers on the side rewarded a few big sons, and the teahouse would also give a certain fee, which was a good income.

The next paragraph of the book's "Zhan Dongshan" will start later, and Mr. Storyteller is now recuperating and drinking tea to rest, Ji Yuan poured all the refreshments onto a saucer, and passed over with a teapot.

"Sir, can you have a good conversation?"

As soon as the storyteller saw Ji Yuan coming over with a teapot and refreshments, he smiled and nodded.

"You may be seated!"

Ji Yuan put down the refreshments with interest, took a new cup on the table, and poured the storyteller his own good tea.

"Please have tea, please take refreshments!"

Ji Yuan had already smelled it, and the tea provided by the teahouse to the storyteller was all old tea, which was definitely not as good as his own.

The latter was not polite, smiled and picked up a piece of halva cake, stuffed it into his mouth, and took a sip of tea.

"This gentleman has something to ask?"

"Exactly, I want to ask Mr. about the Zuo family of Juntianfu, that is, the Zuo family that shook the rivers and lakes a few decades ago, I don't know what happened to the descendants who came in?"

The storyteller frowned, looked at Ji Yuan with a little surprise, and carefully observed his up and down, wide-sleeved green shirt and hair bun and wooden hairpin, his hands were slender and his body was not strong.

"This gentleman, are you a charlatan?"

"Hehe... There are some entanglements with the rivers and lakes, but they are not Jianghu guests, but the ancestors of the Zuo family have grace and me, and this time I am here to find their descendants. ”

The ancestors of the left family?

The storyteller frowned again and looked at Ji Yuan carefully, and there was a sense of absurdity that he couldn't tell how old he was, and then finally saw that his slightly open eyes were actually pale.

However, the storyteller didn't dare to look any further, he was sure that the other side was a master of the rivers and lakes, and it was none of his business anyway.

"Few people in the city know about this, and this Zuo family was also prominent back then, hey...... It's a pity that creation makes people, Zuo Jianxian is obsessed with swords, and the sword intent left behind after death has set off a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes, and it has also brought disaster to the Zuo family, that is, Zuoqiu Daxia has already expected and arranged, and it is difficult for the Zuo family to get out......"

More than a quarter of an hour later, Ji Yuan came out of the teahouse, frowned and went to the direction of the old house of the Zuo family in the west of the city, but when it took two hours to find a place, even the façade had become "Qian Mansion", and he didn't know about the Zuo family when he asked his porter.

When the sky gets dark, there are fewer pedestrians on the road, and many shops are proofing, Ji Yuan is still wandering alone on the west side of the city.

"Could it be that this Zuo family has really died out completely?"

Muttering to himself, there are still bright lights in front of the room, in addition to some places of wind and moon fireworks, there is also a restaurant with a lantern with the word "gamble" hanging in front.

Coincidentally, Ji Yuan heard a familiar voice coming from the door of the gambling house in front of him.

"Wait, I'll be back soon!

"Don't afford to lose~~~Hahaha~~~!"

"I still have Ben, waiting for me!"

The cake vendor rushed out of the gambling house sweating profusely during the day, his steps were still vigorous, but the weather on his head was very different from when he chatted during the day.

"It's a pity, it's not ...... to suppress evil!"

Ji Yuan, who shook his head slightly, changed his way and walked to other places.

After obtaining the law of the "Imperial Decree", Ji Yuan can already write and leave "decrees" without harming the fundamentals, although his decrees are not very powerful, but they can indeed be called miraculous.

Tong Mingce Lieutenant General blew the decree into the sky, saying that it was impossible for a real person to do it, and this was a trick, and the effect might be better.

At the same moment as the cake vendor was sweating profusely and running home, the owner of the copywriting shop who had framed the ink treasure was perusing the handwriting and couldn't help but copy it.

There is a night parade passing by the shopkeeper's house, and the mansion is occasionally aura, as if the house is clear and transparent in the night.